Change I shall see

   With the much talk abouts the recent change that Malaysian PM is willing to take, I begin to anticipate what sort of actions he will bring. The forefathers of Malaysia have been very vague and not precise in defining the policy they are to undertake. I am often disappointed by the previous leaders who promised changes which do not become reality. I termed this "false hope". The political agenda in Malaysia always resolve around leaders who make sky reach promises and everyone would be so impressed while attending the talks and seminars, left mouth gaping. Is it really going to happen?

   The disappointment that the Malaysian civilians endure can be translated to distrust in the political leaders. Simply ask any witty, intelligent teenagers, would you enter politics one day? Chances are very high the heads will shake rather than nod. It is also very a arena where all the grey matters lie. If you believe in the concept that is righteous and beneficial but are withhold due to political circumstances, what would be your reactions? Taking action behind close doors, shunning away from politics or you no longer have faith and choose to benefit oneself instead. Hmmm.... To avoid from falling into such a dilemma, everyone choose to serve their own interests. Normal human depicts that if you cannot change the whole community, change oneself at least. The change might come someday, just not now.

   However, not all are grim. I am placing new hope for our new PM. With fresh face comes fresh hope. These are what we human yearns for, aren't we? The same analogy applies to every single new year when we begin to form new resolutions for ourselves. Though the dreams sound a little impractical, we still have hope. Haha..... Let's "fong cheong siong ngan dai" (a saying in Cantonese which means put our eyes further to see what beholds in the future). Be positive thinking Malaysians. Since we have been disappointed for so many years, why not choose to believe another time this time around. We never now when the dreams will come true afterall. All we can have is faith. =)

misunderstandings

How many of you have misunderstandings before? Do you know it is a misunderstanding? Or do you still keep it as a grudge?

Being misunderstood is a painful thing, and being the third party watching from outside is even more difficult. It is alright if the actions you caused led to someone disliking or hating you. But have you ever wondered that maybe your action has no relevant to the person who holds in personally against you.

I always have a story to say because my friendships revolve around trust. And I still can't believe people will always think I spill secrets because I love gossiping. You are so wrong, my friend. Even if I know it is a misunderstanding, I choose to keep quiet about this because a promise is a promise.

Let me tell you a story. Many years ago, I have these two friends who are good with each other. They chitchat like good friends, discuss about homework and even laugh at each other's idiosyncrasy. Being a good friend to both of them, I choose to stand and observe how the relationship grows. Nothing more than friends, but nothing less than love. Haha.... Is this what people call "ai mei"? I wonder. It might have been.

Till one day, there is accident that happen to my close friend. She is basically assaulted by a guy who holds a grudge against her father. As a result, the discipline teacher was called in to solve the problem. I have always known about this. But one thing has changed. The friendship built. The other misunderstands that she is complaining to the discipline teacher about his misdemeanor. I knew they have been talking less and he starts mocking her in a naughty way, but I did not interfere because I know I don't to be seen as bias and help my friend. Besides, I promised not to say anything.

But little did I know that there is a misunderstanding after so long. Finally, the missing dots can be connected. Aha... But it is already too late. Years have passed. Anger feelings have turned numb. The strangest thing is there is actually ai mei going on. Haha.... The more I think about it, the more "ke si" (wasted) I feel. Hmmm.... You can put it as two friends who are not meant to get along with each other. Fortunately, I believe both of them have already moved on with their lives. Being an intermediator, not yet, I only can hope one day, they can chat happily like the old days.

You know, getting at the age of almost starting working, I begin to cherish the happy talks I can occasionally have. It is a treasure and as you grow up, the conversation becomes less genuine and fake. Everyone speaks to make the other happy. Where is the fun of it? I can't sense sincerity but nonetheless, if I have already given my sincerity and honesty, at least I have passed myself for being able to sleep soundly at night =)

PS: One of the him in the story is my reader. I promised not to say anything then but I am allowed to say it now. Haha.... Blogger holding a secret he feels should be let out long time ago. ^^

Too comfortable pace

   After a week holiday, I find it hard to accomplish a single task. There is an online quiz coming and two assignments that have to be passed up. Two of my group members are delaying me. Ishhh... One gives me the excuse of having to work and the other one: I am not in Sydney. Apa ni? Such reason also can come out. I was like okay... Better don't complain, figure out something. Thus, it has been decided we will discuss online this coming Friday. At least it is a progress. The problem now is after arranging for the discussion online, it is so difficult to flip the case study and sample answer. Maybe I am still in the holiday mood.

   Recently, I starts reading again. Weee... After a month of reading deprivation, I finally get one thing right. This book is very exciting and is the much anticipated "The LOST SYMBOL" by Dan Brown. I love his writing style. You know it is surreal yet it is so believable that it lefts my mouth gaping in admiration. I finish reading 10% of it. Time to makan my steam chicken with tomatoes and cook my kang kung... You know what Cantonese people called kang kung. It is "Ong Choi". I learned this hearing somewhere before in my house. Never believe Cantonese do come in handy especially buying vegetables from those vendors selling in Chinatown.